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On the Viewless Wings of Poesy - Wilfried Dickhoff

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<strong>Wilfried</strong> Dickh<strong>of</strong>f<br />

<strong>On</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Viewless</strong> <strong>Wings</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Poesy</strong><br />

Christopher Le Brun's new watercolours are a beautiful surprise. Simple,<br />

complicated landscapes with unfashionable painterly quality. Far removed from<br />

spontaneity tinged with expression and post-conceptual self-censorship, <strong>the</strong>y<br />

give to sight a logic <strong>of</strong> sensation drawing <strong>the</strong> gaze into a poetic space.<br />

Le Brun's interest is in <strong>the</strong> accumulation <strong>of</strong> ideas in watercolour painting,<br />

compositions <strong>of</strong> perception and sensation which stand for <strong>the</strong>mselves. Not for<br />

him, those clichés <strong>of</strong> simplicity, fragmentation and collages. Instead, he strives<br />

to create an image differentiated in itself, not illustrating an idea but <strong>of</strong>fering a<br />

"radiant node or cluster“ (Ezra Pound) evoking associations, memories,<br />

narratives and possible meanings. Here, <strong>the</strong> beholder is nei<strong>the</strong>r confronted with<br />

stereotypes <strong>of</strong> disillusionment, nor with conventions <strong>of</strong> destruction. Ra<strong>the</strong>r than<br />

disappointing expectations, <strong>the</strong>se watercolours invite <strong>the</strong> viewer to take a<br />

journey <strong>of</strong> sensation. Everything is open and welcoming, everything encourages<br />

<strong>the</strong> beholder to approach. Every nuance harbours references and allusions to<br />

tales and emotions, partially familiar, partly unfamiliar. Le Brun is interested in<br />

representation in <strong>the</strong> specific sense he terms "<strong>the</strong> associative re-presentation <strong>of</strong><br />

“reality”“ (CLB). But <strong>the</strong> evocative texture <strong>of</strong> this re-presentation, both materially<br />

and iconographically multi-layered, is founded in Le Brun's painterly model – <strong>the</strong><br />

constellation <strong>of</strong> drawing (will) and colour (magic), <strong>the</strong> ensemble <strong>of</strong> lines and<br />

zones, <strong>the</strong> image's a-significant and non-representative outlines and surfaces,<br />

which Gilles Deleuze calls diagram. The diagram is <strong>the</strong> constitutive break with<br />

every kind <strong>of</strong> figuration, and a catastrophe for every representation. However, it<br />

can self-generate figures and figuration that realizes re-presentation. It can also<br />

refrain from doing so, remaining self-referential. It may also reveal innumerable<br />

o<strong>the</strong>r vectors capable <strong>of</strong> indicating an endowment <strong>of</strong> meaning (Sinn) even in <strong>the</strong><br />

meaningless. But nothing works in painting without a self-willed syntax, <strong>the</strong><br />

image's a-significant body. In his watercolours, Le Brun's distinct syntax<br />

encompasses contradictory forms. He varies figuration and non-figuration, from<br />

<strong>the</strong> non-representational object to a figure just visible in <strong>the</strong> diagram as such to


an illustrative figuration, and he does this both in harsh contrasts and subtle<br />

nuances. In this way, abstract barricades obscure an illusion <strong>of</strong> nature or<br />

abstract towers plead for an art insisting on autonomy, or impossible<br />

architectures appear interwoven with illusions <strong>of</strong> trees. In <strong>the</strong>se virtuoso<br />

formations, <strong>the</strong> diagram shines so brilliantly in <strong>the</strong> depiction that it appears to<br />

reflect itself. Here, <strong>the</strong>re are traits <strong>of</strong> a meta-representation that, as in Poussin,<br />

presents itself. Le Brun is interested in symbols and, for this reason, he re-reads<br />

<strong>the</strong> traditions <strong>of</strong> Poussin, Lorrain, Böcklin, Von Marees, Watts, Turner, Guston or<br />

De Chirico. But he is not concerned with restoring illustrative inscriptions <strong>of</strong><br />

meaning and substantively ordering pictorial space, but with <strong>the</strong> paradoxical<br />

presumption <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> "potential innocence <strong>of</strong> complicated layered composition“<br />

(CLB) – in <strong>the</strong> full awareness <strong>of</strong> deconstruction's achievement. Le Brun's<br />

watercolours are abstract re-presentations whose virtuoso nuanced form sounds<br />

correspondences <strong>of</strong> a muta poesis, a mute poesy: "Who heareth, seeth not form,<br />

but is led by its emanation“ (Ezra Pound).<br />

Le Brun's watercolours are figurative formulations <strong>of</strong> an affective intellectual<br />

landscape, lyrical images <strong>of</strong> an impossible vista whose possibilities he heard in<br />

Claude Debussy's "Pelleas and Melisande“ and Arnold Schönberg's "Gurre-<br />

Lieder“. It is home to a palace <strong>of</strong> art, described by Alfred Lord Tennyson in his<br />

eponymous poem as <strong>the</strong> architecture <strong>of</strong> a self-equilibrium precariously misplaced<br />

between art and society. And this is itself not dissimilar to <strong>the</strong> enchanted castle<br />

where Cupid's love drives him to hold prisoner <strong>the</strong> unbearably beautiful Psyche.<br />

Claude Lorrain's "Landscape with Psyche outside <strong>the</strong> Palace <strong>of</strong> Cupid (The<br />

Enchanted Castle)“ is a work recounting <strong>the</strong> tragedy <strong>of</strong> every encounter between<br />

love and beauty. Here, <strong>the</strong> heart <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> poetic reference may echo most<br />

pr<strong>of</strong>oundly in John Keats’ "Ode to a Nightingale“ (1819), an evocation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

paradoxical nature <strong>of</strong> all emotions – "on <strong>the</strong> viewless wings <strong>of</strong> poesy“ (JK); this<br />

phrase, in turn, is probably drawn from Samuel Taylor Coleridge's 1818 lecture<br />

"<strong>On</strong> <strong>Poesy</strong> or Art“ where he argues for <strong>the</strong> freedom <strong>of</strong> art in repressive times.<br />

All <strong>of</strong> that is involved here and much more besides. In <strong>the</strong> masterly<br />

watercoloured guise <strong>of</strong> abstract symbolism, Le Brun's watercolours evoke<br />

thoughts and feelings that somehow affect all <strong>of</strong> us at some time. Le Brun<br />

pursues a dangerous thinking in sensations, following a course where false<br />

feelings, kitsch and sentimentality also beckon. He accepts that challenge, takes


it on and parries it by giving to sight, in lived experience and with its<br />

ambivalence critically dissected, <strong>the</strong> inexplicable art <strong>of</strong> (ir-)real presences. These<br />

works reveal something still unredeemed, a primeval longing, "something that<br />

shines in everyone's childhood but a place no one has yet been: Heimat“ (Ernst<br />

Bloch).<br />

"The purpose <strong>of</strong> art is undefined“, Paul Valéry said. If it were defined, <strong>the</strong>re<br />

would certainly be many beautiful works <strong>of</strong> art in <strong>the</strong> world fulfilling that<br />

purpose, "… but none that were inexplicably beautiful, and <strong>the</strong>re would be none<br />

<strong>of</strong> those images one can never explain." But <strong>the</strong>y are precisely <strong>the</strong> interesting<br />

ones. And isn't this quality <strong>of</strong> non-identity essentially <strong>the</strong> interesting aspect <strong>of</strong><br />

art? Interesting art is an immanent difference whose flesh is its spirit. Ra<strong>the</strong>r<br />

than expressing a certain something, it is <strong>the</strong> pressure <strong>of</strong> thought itself, physical<br />

movement <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> body as conceptual sensation. It is an “intimate impression”<br />

(Jean-Luc Nancy), an animated embossing <strong>of</strong> a surface that ends with an image<br />

as fascination. But, as Maurice Blanchot says, isn't fascination, <strong>the</strong> attraction <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> image as passion and suffering, this moment in which what one sees seizes<br />

<strong>the</strong> gaze and <strong>the</strong> gaze becomes light, <strong>the</strong> gaze <strong>of</strong> solitude? Fascination as <strong>the</strong><br />

gaze <strong>of</strong> solitude is <strong>the</strong> interesting core looking out at us from Christopher Le<br />

Brun's watercolours.

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